Devouring, smashing 
Deflowering and crushing 
Here comes the Truth without mercy 
Baptised in fire It'll be the leader 

Bloody instinct we have deserved 
To survive the foolish dogmas of pain 
To serve your body and mind 
No to be a graveworm 

Your generation considered as normal 
Mine is forbidden but won't be forgotten 
Your brothers and sisters have machine's precision 
But are holy cyborgs, can't make a decision 

She who loves lunatic walks 
Interested in the night, beauty of the dark 
Had to be burnt alive 
Do you suit to matrix of piety? 

Matrix of piety, a directive from above 
Conform to behaviours you cannot stand 
Dilapidated religion seeks the devoted 
They will glower at you, senile souls of leech